Skilled in managing a house

After studying for a while, Zhang Yu finally imported the previously stored number into his current phone.

After finishing this work, it was already bright. In fact, this is also the early dawn in summer, and it is only around four o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Yu found Wang Jie's phone number and dialed it directly. It took a while before the call was connected, and Wang Jie's still-sleep voice sounded, "Hey, uncle..."

"Wang Jie, what are you doing? Are you disturbing your rest?" Zhang Yu said.

"Fortunately...Uncle Master came to me at this time to see if he had any orders..." Wang Jie said.

"Help me prepare the urn for the ashes, and by the way, contact Qingshan Yuxing Cemetery to help me find a cemetery." Zhang Yu said.

"Uncle Master, why do you want the urn?" Wang Jie couldn't help but asked curiously after hearing this.

"Of course it's for burial, what else can it be for?" Zhang Yu said.

"That's true, when should I use it..." Wang Jie said.

"The sooner the better, preferably now, I will wait for you in your temple master's courtyard." Zhang Yu said directly.

"But at this time, where can I find the urn..." Wang Jie said in embarrassment.

"Find your own way... If you behave well, your salary will be increased. If you behave poorly, your salary will be deducted..." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay, okay...I'll be there right away, you wait for me..." Wang Jie immediately became energetic when he heard what Zhang Yu said.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Yu waited in the yard. Not to mention, Wang Jie was very efficient. It only took about an hour to get here.

This guy was holding an urn in his hand, covered with white cloth. When he entered the courtyard and saw Zhang Yu, he immediately said: "Uncle Master, what you want is ready..."

With that said, he quickly came to Zhang Yu's side, squatted down, and opened the white cloth to reveal the urn inside.

Wang Jie then said: "Uncle, how much can you say the salary increase can be..."

This fat man is really capable. He rushed here so diligently just for this purpose.

Zhang Yu could not ignore his words and said: "It will increase by fifty thousand a month..."

"Okay!" Wang Jie nodded immediately, then picked up his fingers and muttered, "Fifty thousand a month, twelve months a year, that's seven hundred thousand..."

"It's six hundred thousand...Although I didn't go to school much, I can still settle this account..." Zhang Yu looked at Wang Jie and said angrily.

"Really...then six hundred thousand...Uncle, look, are you satisfied with this urn..." Wang Jie said with a smile.

Zhang Yu took a look at the urn Wang Jie brought and said, "Your urn looks a bit old. Where did you get it..."

"Didn't we work in longevity materials before? When I changed my career, I took the remaining urns home, thinking not to waste them and maybe use them one day. Isn't this, it just comes in handy... ..." Wang Jie said, licking his face.

"You...you can do it..." Zhang Yu also said with conviction.

He secretly said to himself, this fat man is really good at living, and he can even take the urn home and store it. I guess most people wouldn't be able to keep this kind of thing in their homes.

"Thank you for the compliment, uncle." Wang Jie said, licking his face again.

"Okay, then you can contact the cemetery and arrange the cemetery for me as soon as possible." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he stood up.

"Uncle Master, I have already arranged this matter. As for the cost, should we discuss it..." Wang Jie also stood up and said with a smile.

"The cost..." Zhang Yu turned to look at Wang Jie and said, "I developed this cemetery. I want to use it. Is there any fee..."

"Uncle Master, you don't know this, right? Your cemetery, sold so cheaply, has been sold out a long time ago. I was also thinking about getting myself a piece of land a hundred years later and spending money to sell it in advance. And there is an account. What I bought is a small cemetery. Don't look at the original cost price. Now it is on the market, it is worth at least 1.5 million... I am not blackmailing you, old man, give me one million , I will pass it on to you..." Wang Jie said, licking his face again.

"I..." These words almost made Zhang Yu angry to death. Zhang Yu followed up and said: "I built this cemetery in the first place to resist the high housing prices of Yin Mansion... Why is it so expensive now..."

"Our cemetery in Masi Town has a really good environment and good feng shui... It did seem a bit far away before, but it was for the dead. No one can say that we can go there every day... So after a period of precipitation, we This cemetery has already reached its full height...anyone you name can cost hundreds of thousands...I'm ready to expand my business and collect property fees for the cemetery..." Wang Jie continued to lick his face and said.

"I...you...stop giving me so many useless things..." Zhang Yu said angrily.

"Then I won't do it if you don't want to do it... But, do you want to buy that cemetery..." Wang Jie said with a smile on his face.

"I... I... OK, OK... I can buy it..." Zhang Yu said with his eyes wide open.

"Is that cash or a check? It supports various transfers..." Wang Jie said with a grin.

"I can still steal your money..." Zhang Yu said angrily.

It's no wonder that Zhang Yu is so angry. If he wants to use one of the cemeteries he developed, he has to pay a sky-high price to buy one.

However, Zhang Yu had nothing to do with this nephew. Anyway, this precious nephew of his was just not good at anything and didn't have enough moral character to eat anything. Zhang Yunian was too lazy to argue with him because of his love.

"That's definitely not possible. You, the old man, don't need the money." Wang Jie said flatteringly.

Zhang Yu ignored Wang Jie and took Yingming's body off the wheelchair. He took out a fire talisman and threw it directly.

With a "pop" sound, the fire talisman was ignited, and then the body was set on fire. After a while, the body turned into a ball of white ashes. However, the fire did not extinguish immediately, and even the ashes would have been burned away if it had not been for a while.

Zhang Yu swept it away with his sleeve, and the fire was extinguished, leaving only ashes. He then took the urn and put all the ashes on the ground into the urn.

After packing it up, Zhang Yu handed the urn to Wang Jie and said, "Leave it to you, prepare it first, and then bury it."

"Okay." Wang Jie took the urn and continued: "Uncle Master, what is this man's name and what is written on the monument?"

"Just write... Come to the Tomb of Yingming... Whoever established it, there is no need to write..." Zhang Yu said.

"Sure. I'll let someone do it. Uncle Master, will you go to the burial..." Wang Jie said.

"When you are ready, let me know and I will personally go and recite sutras for him to be saved." Zhang Yu said.

"Okay." Wang Jie nodded in agreement.

At that moment, the two of them walked out of the yard together, with Zhang Yu pushing his wheelchair and walking forward.

Wang Jie is really easy to do things with money. As long as he is given money, he can do any job. Even holding the urn, he was in high spirits at this moment.

The two were walking forward when they suddenly heard a dog barking in front of them, "Woof woof woof..." "Woof woof woof..." "Woof woof woof..." "Woof woof woof..."...

The dogs were obviously barking a lot. There could be at least twenty or thirty dogs barking at the sound.

"Why are you so noisy..." Zhang Yu immediately frowned and said.

Seeing Zhang Yu say this, the dog following Zhang Yu's feet immediately barked, "Woof woof woof..."

The little guy just barked, and the original chaotic barking of the dog disappeared immediately.